"Hello, are you Li Long?" The rider was a young man about Li Long's age. He rode up to the Jeep and asked from horseback.
"I am. Are you... with the Forestry Team?" Seeing the rifle on the young man's back, Li Long asked from beside the Jeep.
"Yes. I've seen you before. Last year, you drove a Tractor and rescued our people." The young man smiled and dismounted. "Bolati told me you'd got yourself a Car. I almost didn't recognize you just now."
"Hello, hello!" Since he was with the Forestry Team, he counted as one of their own. Li Long smiled and offered his hand, shaking the young man's. "What's your name?"
"Aili. My name's Aili," the young man said. "Weren't you over west, at Red Mountain Mouth? What brings you here?"
"I heard there was a Mantou Mountain around here, where people supposedly hid treasure long ago. I came to have a look."
Aili laughed when he heard this. "Treasure? Our people have lived around here for generations, and we've never heard of any treasure. Someone's pulling your leg... Oh, what were those three doing?"
"No idea. They were here when I arrived. They offered to pay me to guide them, but I said I wasn't familiar with the place and didn't know the terrain," Li Long said. "Maybe they saw I had a Gun too, so they left."
"They had Guns too, didn't they?" Aili looked in that direction.
"Yeah, two Shotguns," Li Long said. "They didn't look like hunters."
"I'll go take a look." Aili was about to mount when he remembered something. He took a sack off his horse and said:
"I just collected this Fritillaria. Bolati said you buy it?"
"I do. Do you want goods or money?"
"Money." Aili grew a little